As Nash gazed out as far as his eyes could see, he found himself surrounded by trees, shrubs, and all manner of greenery. The cool atmosphere here was not much different from his village, Camden Village, but unlike here, back home he could see a vast array of colors, not just green.Here, everything was a sea of green. Dark green, light green, mint green, it was all-encompassing, and Nash couldn't decide if he was disgusted or fascinated by the sheer beauty of this land of the elves.Besides the trees, Nash also encountered little fairies similar to the one before. They flitted around, flying low among the bushes, and hid behind flower buds, observing Nash's movements with the curiosity of a child encountering a strange new creature."I feel uneasy here, somehow," Nash muttered to himself, rubbing the back of his head.Despite the peaceful appearance of this place, like the image of heaven depicted in the stories people told back in his village, Nash could sense that there was somethi

"You... I told you not to keep giving in to them, El!" scolded a girl with short silver hair, her voice filled with frustration. She stood tall, her piercing gaze fixed on the girl sitting on the grass beneath the moonlight. The girl on the grass had long, flowing blonde hair that cascaded down her back like the finest silk. Even in the moonlight, she seemed to radiate an otherworldly beauty, as if she were a goddess of the night herself.But despite her ethereal appearance, the girl's eyes were filled with sadness.She let out a long sigh, her voice heavy with despair. "Haaaah—I don't know, Lippe. I just don't know what to do," she said, her voice barely above a whisper."None of them will listen to me, the Youngest Princess of the kingdom of Sylvandale. They all see me as worthless, as nothing. I just don't know where to turn to vent my sadness. If only Mother were still alive, she would never have abandoned me like this."Lippe, the silver-haired girl, bit her lip as she listened t

"Huft, life can be full of jokes," Nash muttered to himself as he walked out of the Lumiere house, his expression weary. As he passed through the door, a bespectacled maid bowed to him in respect.Nash made his way down the path with slow, deliberate steps, wincing as a sharp pain shot through his left leg. "Ugh, I'd hate to have to spend money on rejuvenation potions again," he grumbled to himself.With the plan of gathering supplies in the morning, Nash would set off for Iskandarien as soon as possible. Upon reaching his destination, he intended to meet with Chisato and Grandma before embarking on his search for Shein and other companions.Nash was convinced that if the five of them could rely on their own strengths and if fate was kind, they would all gather again in one place. The young man held onto the hope that their reunion was possible despite the trials they faced."Nash, wait a minute!" called out a feminine voice from behind.Nash, who had been lost in his thoughts, turned

The sound of a glass hitting the table interrupted Nash's thoughts. "Bam!""One glass of beer with low alcohol. Do you want to order another menu, Son?" asked a fat woman with minimal clothing and bold makeup as she put the drink down.Nash shook his head weakly, his mind elsewhere. The woman chuckled softly to herself. "If it's not debt, it's definitely a woman's problem. It's indeed the youth of today."Although the context was different, Nash couldn't help but think about Elaine. "Why does it have to be now of all times?" he whispered to himself, his voice full of regret and annoyance.He had wanted to go to Iskandarien, but this damn system wouldn't let him go.He stared into his beer, imagining the sound of The Shadow's laughter. The damn quest had made it difficult for Nash to leave."The Neglected Princess?" he muttered, reading the hologram window in front of him.He took a few gulps of beer as he scrolled through the quest description. "So the blonde girl just now was a princ

"Welcome to the Sylvandale Central Administration Office. Would you like to apply to participate in the Sylvan Cup?" The female officer with pointed earlobes greeted every visitor with a warm smile, despite often not receiving the same in return.For her, greeting people, listening to their complaints, and coming up with solutions had been her job for a long time, so she didn't really mind."Yes, I want to register. Are there any specific files I need?" the man asked.The woman smiled sweetly, impressed by his gentlemanly demeanor. "No, sir. You only need to write down your full name and ID number here for the purpose of sending prizes when you win later. I can help you write it if you don't mind."Nash, the man who stood in front of the administration office, felt relieved. "Is it true? Ah, I'm so grateful. Honestly, I've never participated in this competition, so I don't know where to start."He scratched his neck awkwardly, feeling uncertain about how to proceed. Despite his doubts